Have you ever liked someone very much
He is the light, the god
Is the hero in your ordinary world
But as I grow up, I gradually become wiser, or I gradually understand
It may gradually become less important
Or not important at all
It might still be important, but not as important as before.
Instead, it has become another, more meaningful existence.
What I want to say is such a story, about the journey of a star-chasing girl growing up.
Intention: Live well and pursue stars rationally.